God promised that He will never again destroy this earth by water. (Gen 9:11) And He would put a rainbow up in the clouds each time after a heavy rain to remind us about His promise.
So do not blame God if flood waters invaded your homes, overflowed your bed, causing you to drown in your sleep. Blame yourselves for the rubbish you threw into the drains, blocking them. If you see flood waters chasing you down your street, your shaky legs could not overrun it, please do not vow you will not attend church the next Sunday. Blame yourselves for designing a poor drainage system. When the unexpected rain waters rushed down from the hill slopes, bringing mud and debris, your house disappeared from sight and you were nearly buried alive, don’t believe it is a natural disaster but the corrupted officers who approved the licence to develop the land and the irresponsible developer who is building a mansion up there.
Flood waters come in a flash and subside once the rain stops. I will always remember how it invaded our house early one morning. It charged down our street so fast we were caught unprepared. It entered through our front door without an invitation and out it went by the back door without apologizing for the damages it caused. Plants and flowers in our garden died a natural death. The cars parked in the streets choked and refused to start. The interior of the cars were in total mess. Whatever were kept in the cars were destroyed except those that were waterproof. Our furniture and certain items in our house were beyond repair. Then emerged the cockroaches from the septic manholes. They crawled up our walls, parked themselves there. Cleaning up was just as bad. We found stuff that did not belong to us in our compound. And ours mysteriously vanished and never found their way back.
As we drove around our neighborhood today, we observed many house owners have barricaded their front door. When rain decided to stay a little longer than it normally does, we would drive our cars to higher grounds. In fact, we lived in fear every time it rained.
This is possibly the nearest residential area near town, the most convenient place to live, the hub of night activities, a place to be seen, a neighborhood where almost everyone knows everyone but when it rains, houses that are affected by the floods have to be heavily insured against natural disaster.
So do not blame God if flood waters invaded your homes, overflowed your bed, causing you to drown in your sleep. Blame yourselves for the rubbish you threw into the drains, blocking them. If you see flood waters chasing you down your street, your shaky legs could not overrun it, please do not vow you will not attend church the next Sunday. Blame yourselves for designing a poor drainage system. When the unexpected rain waters rushed down from the hill slopes, bringing mud and debris, your house disappeared from sight and you were nearly buried alive, don’t believe it is a natural disaster but the corrupted officers who approved the licence to develop the land and the irresponsible developer who is building a mansion up there.
Flood waters come in a flash and subside once the rain stops. I will always remember how it invaded our house early one morning. It charged down our street so fast we were caught unprepared. It entered through our front door without an invitation and out it went by the back door without apologizing for the damages it caused. Plants and flowers in our garden died a natural death. The cars parked in the streets choked and refused to start. The interior of the cars were in total mess. Whatever were kept in the cars were destroyed except those that were waterproof. Our furniture and certain items in our house were beyond repair. Then emerged the cockroaches from the septic manholes. They crawled up our walls, parked themselves there. Cleaning up was just as bad. We found stuff that did not belong to us in our compound. And ours mysteriously vanished and never found their way back.
As we drove around our neighborhood today, we observed many house owners have barricaded their front door. When rain decided to stay a little longer than it normally does, we would drive our cars to higher grounds. In fact, we lived in fear every time it rained.
This is possibly the nearest residential area near town, the most convenient place to live, the hub of night activities, a place to be seen, a neighborhood where almost everyone knows everyone but when it rains, houses that are affected by the floods have to be heavily insured against natural disaster.
It took me six months to not get use living there.
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